SPEAKING OF DATES

 Drink me.

Drink me.

Speaking of dates, the other day I consumed a $40 Bloody Mary loaded with food for my Forbes blog, SIN INC. As I mention in passing in the piece, while I was waiting for my monstrosity of a cocktail to arrive, two women were seated two tables away. They were in their early thirties, I think. They were attractive. One was a redhead. Basically, they were sharing their stories of dating. This guy took her out, but he's really busy, so she probably won't see him again for a while. And then, ha-ha!, and, tee-hee, and so it went. It was like watching an episode of "Sex and the City" with no soundtrack and less cool clothes.

[Forbes]